aaah this is scary... tis more like posting a chunk of myself than a fragment... un morceau de moi! But I don't think I could say what I want to say any other way...
I've spent my days,
my time with you
Busy bustle, brustle buzz
infuriating, grating. Simply
doing, doing, doing
Always action, never
There comes a point from time to time
when we must stop and let things drop
when we must think and eat and drink
when we must listen, sometimes talk
when we must wait...
let time drift from point to point.
I'm waiting here